Professor David Clements
Apr 04, 2026

THE SUN RISES AGAIN over a fractured camp. Confusion everywhere. Attacks flow from outside the MAGA movement and from within it. An old ally, whether feigned or real, turns his fire on the Don.

Alex Jones, once a loud voice for the cause, now broke down in tears on his broadcast and urged his listeners to cut bait on Trump. He spoke of Trump’s failing health, swollen ankles, a mind that babbles, and the need for intervention. Trump is gone, he said. Be sad about it. Mobilize against the Democrats instead. Like an ocean tide, Jones has historically moved towards Trump when he proves his doubters wrong, standing victorious, only to fall away twice as fast when it looks like Trump is defeated. Titles of truth-teller, fair-weather patriot, and controlled opposition, all fill the atmosphere.

Yours truly gets attacked for backing Trump rain or shine. Accusations of idolatry, worship, or failing to see him as the anti-Christ—I’ve heard it all. Odd, as I was a never-Trumper in 2016 and have never shied away from holding unpopular views.

Life has battered me a thousand different ways, and I think it forced me to see a man, battered more than anyone, more clearly. A decade’s worth of study. When I can’t make sense of the man, I revisit the following.

1. If Trump was bad, evil would not try to kill him.

2. If Trump did not threaten the old order, the bought press would not lie about him every hour of every day.

3. A man cannot be the servant of evil when his mere living has woken more people to the face of evil than any other thing in our time.

4. No man can play the deep game and at the same time be led around by the nose like a fool.

As I traveled from New Orleans to Las Vegas, then Portland, speaking about the path forward, the same questions dogged me. Do you trust so and so? Do you think patriot X is evil? My discernment tells me to rarely supply a conclusion about a person’s heart and what lurks there, because only God knows its final destination. Rather, I say look to the Bible, inviting others to sharpen their own senses.

When you sacrifice the macro for the micro—the wisdom born of ten years enduring hell—to letting daily propaganda chip away at our victories with nagging doubt, I can understand why some ride the pendulum. Uneasy. Nervous. Not wanting to be duped.

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